The remains of the day

An hour and half later Renna comes home to find, you and Kendra on the couch a flexible double ended dildo you recently acquired connecting your sopping gash's as you scissor.

Renna is unfazed, saying. "Hi Mrs. Streef." Giving the buxom African American woman a kiss while pinching her nipples, before disappearing in her room.

Twenty minutes more of gyrating and groaning you come to your sixth orgasm leading you to wrap it up with Kendra. She puts her skimpy clothes back on, her sports bra is straining to hold her swollen mounds giving a nice side-boob effect while peaking out from underneath. You usher her out the door.

You study your life-**** machine, looking for ways to make it more manageable, to have a smoother action.

After sometime of puttering, Renna comes out of her room. "Mother, did Kendra seem better endowed today?"

You grunt acknowledgment "I'm quite sure it was an effect of my experimenting on her. Now listen I promised your Principal fifty thousand dollars today. I'll put up twenty-five thousand, but the rest is on you."

"I'm not fucking paying it alone, Liza better come up with five thousand from her cut of the profit." Renna whined.

You shoot back. "Do I look like I give a shit how you come up with your share? Fifty thousand to buy your school and well you're at it get that fat fucking slob Blaum eating Sure-Fire protein bars. Tell him it'll improve his game time with his favorite little delinquent."

"Samantha Reilly, he drills her almost every other day. Don't worry I'll deliver the money to the spineless blob of fat." Renna says flipping open a mirror in the palm of her hand checking her makeup.

"Right now, tell me the whores in the neighborhood you've sold Evil-Glam to?" You command.

"Most of them." Renna begins to rattle off names. "They all go to the neighborhood swingers party, I mean if they're not at my school."

You nod thinking this excellent news as you continue to look for ways to make the transfer of energy less jarring with your life **** crystals.

Renna excuses herself getting out of your hair.

You bring the night to a close with a nightcap of Cassandra's opium herbal blend and a glass of rum.